dream report

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Woke up in the middle of the night to the quiet footsteps of a small animal running on the sheet behind my head. Tried to turn and look, but most of my muscles hadn't woken up yet.

Woke up. Left the light on the rest of the night.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

How fascinating. For years I had repeating dreams of furry animals, both recognizable and not, eating away at the walls of my apartment. This was a very unpleasant repeating dream which I have not had in a long time (not since I started sharing a bed with Philip Rodriguez, that's for sure). But I did once wake up with a start in the middle of the night to the sound of purrs vibrating all around me. It was the Shekhinah (feminine face of God), embodied in the form of Puck, my black-and-white kitty, who was acting as cathat on my pillow. Peace, Meredith

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Huh. That sounds like a much better way to wake up.